light yagami, who doesn't hesitate to write down the name of that pesky guy who keeps bothering you . . .

his ears perked when you mentioned his name - which you only knew because the guy had insistently told you it multiple times.

you were laying on his bed, playing on your phone while he studied at his desk. he lets you stay when he’s studying because he likes how you won’t bother him too much.

but you wanted to talk today.

you’re blissfully unaware of the two-meter tall creature in the corner, making side comments every so often while Light simply ignored him.

Light wasn’t laying much attention to your rambling until he heard a name. a male name.

“who is he?” he asked, making sure to put on a careful tone of simple curiosity. he won’t let the jealousy come up yet. not without answers.

you sighed before saying, “he’s this guy who is always outside my class when it finishes. he keeps asking for my number while shouting his at me.”

Light doesn’t make a sound, but he stops his quick pen work.

“And I always tell him to go away because I have a boyfriend but he always shows up the next day. He says it’s a pure coincidence that he’s walking by at the time I get out but I know it isn’t.”

“Has he done anything else?” He asks, pondering.

you hesitate for a second before saying, “yesterday he grabbed my arm when I tried to walk away.”

and so Lights mind was made up. He didn’t even glance at the drawer containing the deadly notebook, or at Ryuk in the corner, but the shinigami already knew what Light was planning.

“I’ll wait for you tomorrow and walk you out. To make sure he doesn’t try anything else.”

Light was true to his word. His brown head of hair was the first thing you saw when you left your classroom the next day, and you quickly rushed to his side.

“Thank you, Light.” You said, slipping your hand in his. His fingers stiffened for a moment, still getting used to casual acts of affection in public, but then held yours with calculated ease.

“No problem, really.” He said calmly. “It’s my duty. Just tell me when you see him.”

And sure enough, the guy was there. you gave Lights hand a small squeeze right before the guy approached you.

“So, have you thought about my offer yet-“ He starts before he’s cut off.

“No thank you, sir.” Light says, his jaw slight clenched. “She’s perfectly fine. I recommend that you start respecting people when they decline, otherwise there could be real consequences.”

You glance at Light, slightly surprised. He usually isn’t very chatty with strangers, keeping polite and respectful when he does talk. But this is a nice change.

The guy mutters something under his breath, but Light holds your arms and steers you away from him. He feels a small sense of approval towards Ryuk when he sees that the shinigami has placed himself at the other side of you.

Light glances back once, and takes a long look at the guys face.

That evening, he sits in his room with the Death Note open in front of him.

He had walked you home an hour earlier, asking if you were okay and that you could call him if you felt you were followed. After you walked inside, Ryuk told him, unprompted, that there was nobody suspicious in the area.

Light didn’t hesitate before writing the guys name down, picturing his revolting face in his mind for those seconds.

“Well, it appears you’ve gone soft.” Ryuk chuckles.

“Nonsense.” Light says, moving on to repeat the process of writing down criminals names. “I said I would rid the world of evil. He certainly isn’t good.”

That was the act justified in his mind. That has been his mission from the start, right? Even if the guy didn’t have an official criminal record, Light simply saw it as him cutting the evil in the bud before it grew. Besides, if he was bothering you, that’s reason enough.

Another thing that Light would make clear in his perfect world is that nobody touches what belongs to him.